Counsel 101
How can I tell you
Of the gnawing Pain
Of Betrayal
Or the devastation of Abuse
When you live
In a Utopia
Blinded by the trappings
Of your own
Deceiving dilemma?
How can you even grasp
Perception of cutting words
That shred the very soul
Echoing through the years
Darkening a life
That was never whole?
You have no right
To speak of counsel
Nor empty rhetoric
And presumptive insight
That all is well
That's quite myopic
No glimpse of depth
Nor comprehension
Connects you here
These scars are met
With each incision
Life's many tears
And competition
So try the ring
And get the punches
Let's see you stand
And maybe
...We can talk.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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